EJ's POV:
As if she was in a trance, she started playing a song on the piano. Her eyes had a far away look in them as she played a very beautiful melody. In the middle of a note, she seemed to snap out of the trance and her eyes focused. Her eyes widened and she shakily took her hands off the piano. She walked away from it, covering her ears and shutting her eyes tightly. She sat next to me on the sofa and I saw a small tear run down her face. I was gonna shake her shoulder, ask her if she was okay, but she opened her eyes, which were red now, not blue, and looked around. She saw me and growled then walked away.
"Someone's bipolar." I mumbled.
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RANDOM DRAFTS OF BOOKS I'LL NEVER MAKE
RandomSo I have these drafts of books I'm probably not even going to write(if any of you do want to write them then you can, I dunno, ask ig), so like, enjoy I guess...and some are connected too
